"No!" Fang Feiyun took the little beast thrown by Fang Yan, and the almost heart-wrenching cry of despair was heard again. Her beautiful eyes instantly filled with mist, as strong as her. When she saw Fang Yan, she saw Fang Yan.
When her figure was flooded by the black evil spirit, she could not bear the result when it turned into blood mist. Tears slid down Meilun's delicate face silently. Her face suddenly turned pale. She knew Fang Yan's
What do you think of death? How serious will this consequence be?
"Fang Yan!" Zhou Dashen and Jian Lingtian looked at the scene without a trace, leaving only a trace of blood mist in front of them. They were extremely angry, and a thick despair flashed in their eyes. How important is Fang Yan?
It is clearer than anyone else, especially the person Zhou Dashen, who was predicted ten thousand years later, and the only person who awakened in the war blood lineage in ten thousand years. Since he fell like this, it will be a shocking event for the insider.
Many people have to be buried with him, and even the blood of countless people cannot make up for his death!
Jian Lingtian's face was extremely gloomy, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to cause the temperature around him to drop a lot. A stream of invisible sword energy burst out from him, and hesitated and raging around him. This is infinite
The murderous intent is extremely strong and sharp. He moved his true anger that he had never experienced before! The sword cultivator's lineage that has been protected for thousands of years, and the only awakened descendant died in front of him. It is difficult for him to
To be honest, how did he face everyone? How did he face Yaya? It is conceivable that if the news is transmitted back, the family will be crazy and many people will be crazy!
"Chirp!" The little beast held in Fang Feiyun's arms, whose shrill roar was extremely sharp, as if it was about to penetrate the sky. The hairs all over its body stood up, and the blood in its eyes was unprecedentedly rich.
Suddenly, taking advantage of Fang Feiyun's sadness and distracted, he suddenly struggled with all his strength. When Fang Feiyun's arm relaxed slightly, it jumped out like lightning and rushed into the strange area, with a smaller body.
The shape was instantly invaded, and the blood mist floated again--"Ball!" The heartbroken Fang Feiyun woke up at this time, and screamed in grief again. Her figure couldn't help but look at it.
As she rushed into the strange area, her former mentality and lofty appearance no longer existed. She lost her mind by this sudden blow.
"Fang Feiyun, you can't go in!" Zhou Da Shen still had some reason and immediately grabbed Fang Feiyun who was about to rush forward. Fang Feiyun was held tightly, looking at the dark and terrifying area, her
Tears gushed out, which was an emotion and expression she had never experienced since childhood. She had never felt so desperate and heartache.
The monks not far away looked at all this, with different eyes, calmness, sympathy, and even more fortunate to gloat. The faces of the holy sons and demons were filled with hideous smiles, which made them hate them to the core.
The man finally died.
The proud boy looked in the strange area with complicated eyes without any movement. He couldn't say what he felt in his heart. Although he didn't like Fang Yan's poor boy, he didn't really hate him in his heart. He just felt that it was just like that.
A person may be with his aunt, which makes him extremely uncomfortable, so he is always against him. In fact, when he came out, his aunt even told him to help him if he had the chance, but he didn't.
I thought that such a result would suddenly appear today.
After a while, Fang Feiyun seemed to have to believe the facts in front of her. She forced herself to suppress the grief in her heart. She suddenly turned around, and a rare cold appeared on her face, as if she was about to form a frost, and there was no trace of her beautiful eyes.
Feelings, eyes glanced at everyone, making everyone shudder: "Everyone who attacked him just now will die. If I don't kill you, I won't call Fang Feiyun!"
"Everyone must die, no one can survive!" Zhou Dashen's face was not tiny. An unprecedented murderous aura flashed out in his tiny eyes, and he said firmly with a heavy voice.
"Hmph, it's up to you three? Besides, fighting for the divine weapons, life and death will naturally be indecisive. If you die, it's just that he is not capable." Saint Son of Lieguang said. He was a little afraid of the three not far away from him.
A person who is so cold that he can't be cold, his strong murderous intent is simply scary.
"Fang Feiyun, for a dead person, you have to think carefully about it!" Shan Liancheng's heart beat, and said, he had already seized the broad-long sword just now, and now he has already
There is no need to fight with Fang Feiyun head-on, so he uses the power behind him to make the other party worry about it.
"Shan Family? Don't worry, after you die, the Shan Family cannot escape. I promise you that the whole family will be destroyed within a month!" Jian Lingtian said in a cold tone. This person can be said to be the one who killed Fang Yan.
The culprit, the sword cultivator, will not let him go!
"Kill!" Fang Feiyun no longer wanted to say anything nonsense, jumped up and turned into a purple phantom, and controlled the scimitar and went to Dan Liancheng Kill. The fire all over her body soared into the sky, and she was furious, and the whole body was full of fire.
The temperature of the space has increased by several times in an instant!
Zhou Dashen and Jian Lingtian flew up and killed everyone. As long as they took action just now, they were all at their targets. For a moment, with the power of three people, they fought fiercely with dozens of strong men.
At the same time, where Fang Feiyun passed by, it was like sparks, the temperature soared, and a terrifying aura spread. Zhou Da Shen's strange attacks emerged one after another, focusing on attacking people's souls, bombarding the monks with dizziness and dizziness from time to time
He also spoke up a great mantra, which made the monks rush.
Jian Lingtian is worthy of being a member of the sword cultivator. His sword light burst out from his body, and his whole body was extremely sharp. When he raised his hand and feet, there were all sword shadows, and his aura was extremely domineering, controlling his extreme holy treasure.
The great sword was intertwined and killed everyone, and even crushed several monks to death.
The sound of "boom boom boom boom" kept ringing in this space, and more than a dozen people fought fiercely. Fang Feiyun and the other two fought with the dozen monks with their terrifying combat power without any disadvantage. And look,
Their crazy appearance seemed to be vaguely occupying the top.
On the side, the monks who did not participate in this time all looked at them in horror. They retreated far away. They were still hesitating whether to come forward to help Fang Feiyun and others. Seeing that they did not fall into it.
When he got down to the peak, he interrupted his thoughts and stayed quietly in the distance to watch.
The sound of fighting was rising and falling, and screams came from time to time. Here, the anger soared into the sky, and the murderous aura was shocked by the sky. Here, many strong people were destined to die today and be buried with Fang Yan!
Fang Yan lay unconsciously in a dark black aura, his whole body was so festered that it was no longer human. Perhaps the blood in his body played a role. When he fell into this terrifying area,
It did not turn into blood mist in an instant, but just shattered all over the body, spraying blood---Everything here seems so calm, there is no sound of wind in the space, no flickering Taoist patterns, and no attack, but it is emitted here
The aura that was released was shocking, and it contained a devastating energy invisibly. Judging from the strength of this energy, even if the saints come here, they will turn into ashes.
Although Fang Yan's cultivation level is a difference between heaven and earth compared to the saint, and it cannot be lower than that, what flows in his body is the unique and domineering bloodline in the world, fighting blood! The strangeness of fighting blood and fighting blood
Domineering is definitely not something that ordinary people can understand. Even Fang Yan himself doesn’t know how powerful the battle blood in his body is and what kind of mysterious energy there is.
It was because of the battle blood in his body that he died in such a terrifying environment without an instant, and he barely held his life.
I saw the blood of war flowing wildly in his body, emitting powerful and domineering energy invisibly protecting his heart veins and constantly repairing his festered body, but in this space, the invisible energy of destruction
It's too powerful, and the erosion speed is much faster than the speed of combat blood repair. If this continues, combat blood can only be maintained and allowed to live for a while. If no miracle happens, death will be the same.
A question of sooner or later.
"Ah---" A low moan of pain broke the extremely quiet space, but Fang Yan slightly woke up from his coma. The first feeling when he regained his spiritual consciousness was that bursts of heart came from his whole body
The biting pain made him faint again, and cold sweat kept coming out of his body.
Fang Yan knew that he was not dead, and he was despair again, because he found that there was no place in his body that could move, and his body seemed to be out of control, and he could not control it at all.
Suppressed by this endless energy---the only thing Fang Yan can do now is to endure the pain and torture of this pain and waiting for death to come. At such a mortal moment, the corners of his mouth were still streaking hard.
A sad and bitter arc, my life has always come to an end. Although I have escaped by myself many times between life and death, I am afraid I am dead this time, but I have not seen it yet
At the last time, Yaya failed to fulfill Qingxiang'er's promise and stayed with her. It was just that--it was unable to make the blood of war regain its glory, but--it was unable to find the big one for the little girl who was carved with jade.
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I will show you my body again--I am afraid, I can only make you hate me all the time.
In such thoughts and memories, just a few breaths, Fang Yan's situation became more and more critical, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. The breath of death had spread to his heart. Death was so close, although
There were too many regrets, but the only thing that made him feel at ease was that the little guy was sent out by him. With Fang Feiyun's spoiling for it, he would definitely take it to live well. The little beast followed the rich woman,